Frustration is hereditary
And depression as well
Just a few moments
In the sun
Then endless
Landscapes of grey clouds
The sun sets and the night
Starless and windy
Sets in
The Thing of Being
Drama
Fear keeps us in place
Limiting our options
The darkness kept us safe
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The Lost Mind
Conciousness is a hard thing
Penetrating every thought
Still so blind for what is moving
Below the surface
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On Returning
I am here
Again
Searching for words
Searching for meaning
Still the memory, the mind
Fails to remember
Why
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Morning
All is chaos
No order
Time
Will tell
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Covers
What are we?
Where are we?
This autumn
When smoke and ashes
Covers the earth
Soon snow will cover
This land,
but the winter
Will not be like
Before
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Small Steps
Trying not to hurt myself
Not to kill any ants
While moving
The uphill
On the lost path
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Passing Time
The day passes
Trying to get on
Move on
Like an
Empty vessel
Something should
Be done
Still the river moves
Towards the sea
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Placement
Learning to read
New worlds
Passing by
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Melange
Patterns of recognition
Fear of being
In this world
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Our Future
Hate
The world
Doesn’t care
Until
It is too late
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Sometimes
I do that…
Finding words
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Leftover
I am trying to find
A rhythm in my life
A meaning, purpose
But it is only leftovers
Of what once was me
